Well, yesterday went pretty well, as I said before I made a trip to the dentist, went to work, and still put in over an hour in at the gym. YaY.
Matthew took Goosey home from the vet with her new haircut and belly scar. As of right now she is still not wanting to get up and walk around. I will start worrying tonight if she hasn't improved.
We went to Matthew's parent's house and had a really great dinner and watched some more Disney DVDs.
That was the good part of yesterday.
The bad part came at about 1 a.m. (and yes, Im considering it part of Thursday, because attributing it to the Friday the 13th just seems a bit weird.)
I noticed my ankle itching wildly and in my no-glasses post-sleep haze I scratched at it until I was pretty sure it was a flea bite. I was able to make it back into dreamland. Fifteen minutes later,t he other ankle itched and burned and woke me up. I had enough and put on my glasses, headed to the medicine cabinet for the anti-itch cream and some flea powder. I threw out the flea powder on my way back to the bed, hoping to at least not get any more new "friends".
Once I had made it back to the bed and was getting ready to apply the itch cream I saw what I was unable to see when my glasses were off... fifty or so little round welps coming up on my legs, each centered by a tiny brown dot.
On closer examination, these brown dots had legs and heads and were, in fact, seed-ticks. I have no idea where they came from. I dont think I had walked through grass all day. So, I spent an hour picking them off my ankles on up to my thighs and applying anti-itch cream in palmfuls.
Ugh. I got no more sleep, and stayed home from work.
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